บททั้งหมดของ His Docile Mafia Princess : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Alessandra I killed my father. And I haven't slept all night, it's all I see. I don't see the blood or the way that my hand trembled when I pulled the trigger, I see the way that he looked at me before he died. He wasn't angry with me, he wasn't afraid or disappointed he looked neutral, like he didn't believe I could pull the trigger but somehow knew that I was always going to betray him in the end. I've stopped crying now, I think I ran out of tears or realised that none of my tears can fix what I’ve broken. My phone stares at me from the table as I try to eat while Igor watches me. I had put it on silent after the first message I received from Gianna this morning, after that, I've received so many calls and condolences that I don't know how to react anymore. I can't bring myself to reply to anything when Father's last message is still fresh in my mind. “You’ll always be my daughter. Even when you think you're not.” — Father That message makes no sense, he didn't th

Luna Death truly does bring out a lot of pretentious love. Today, I've seen multiple of Father's friends show praise to him in multiple ways they wouldn't have dared to had he been alive. While others have openly hit on his wife, and not only the widowed ones. The Russian side of the family hardly made an appearance and by that I mean Dedushka ordered some flowers that said “it's about time” Yep, that's how much he detested Dante Romano Sr. I'm taking a walk around the house with my nephew because he wouldn't stop fussing while his mother played the part of a grieving daughter-in-law, and I spot Enzo. His family left four hours ago but he's still here, and so is his cousin, the lethal one. “Luna,” Alessio calls out just as I'm about to make a turn to avert running into them. I wave but he watches me like I'm crazy, and so does Capo. “Come here,” Renata's husband calls out. “How is she?” Enzo instantly asks. “She's alright,” I swallow. “Has she slept at all?” “Not real

The video starts to play once again, “I know it must surprising that I name my killer my heir but nobody cares more for this family than Sasha, she will be the next Don and will possess seventy five per cent of my wealth, the rest is to be shared among my other chidren and relatives..” he trails off on an unspoken thought. “Alessandra is entitled to everything I was, and no, I was not threatened into this will, I made this will knowing she was coming to end me, I wanted her to,” he says, and I replay the event so much in my head that it makes no sense anymore. “My dear, my Sasha, my favourite son and daughter? I forgive you,” he says, and then he leans back in his seat and takes a drink, watching us until the screen goes black. “Favourite?” Dante frowns. “Come on,” Reina laughs. “Everyone knew she was his favourite, let's be shocked about the rest of his words.” “That’s bullshit,” snaps Uncle Vito, pushing back from the long table so hard his chair screeches across the marble.

My uncle jumps at the threat, and I slip away while he and Enzo start going back and forth over the inheritance and him threatening them all. I sit in my room with Father's right-hand who is now mine? Outside the door. When I pull out my laptop, I connect it to the cameras in the study, but Enzo isn't there. I switch to three other cameras before finding him in the living room with guards. My sisters are in the room too and they're positioned where the hidden microphones are so I can hear them better than I can Enzo, Sergio and Igor.“I will be on high alert,” Sergio says. “They’ll have to get through us before they touch her, Capo.”“I would hope so,” Enzo says, nodding at both of them. “I will be back tomorrow before my flight.”Flight? Where the hell is he going, I hacked his computer and his schedule says nothing about any flights. When he turns to leave that's when I notice the commotion on the other side of the living room where my sisters have been whispering. “No, you ta

He nods, watching me. “Anyway, you're here because I need you to call a meeting with the circle within the next forty-eight hours. You’ll have to rotate the southern lieutenants. Two are weak. One is corrupt. Replace them quietly and send a message with the third.” I nod, this is still his job but whatever it takes to get him off my back right now. “And then, you find your shadow.” I frown, “My what?” “Your shadow,” he repeats. “Every Capo dei Capi chooses a man who handles what can’t be spoken of to anyone, not even your right hand. It has to be someone who works outside the table. Someone the others don’t know exists.” This is the first time I'm hearing of this in detail, I deemed the situation a myth when I had first heard of it. “You also had one?” A small smile spreads on his lips and he nods. “Still do,” he says, and I start to think about who it could be. I've always assumed he handled business himself but it turns out he keeps a tight-lipped hunter around. “And whe